One of my sidelines is writing. Also being a foster father. Also having relatives. They are connected by child abuse. We fostered girls who were abused as kids, one for years starting at age 2. I wrote a novel based on her situation. Her abuser, her mothers’s live in boyfriend, ultimately was arrested, tried and sentenced to the longest term in state history. I did many book shows and had several situations where a middle aged woman in the audience confided in me, a stranger, afterward that they’d never told anyone that they’d been abused as a kid. Hard to know how to handle that other than that they should seek counseling.
But closer to home, our whole family was shocked when we learned that our 15 year old niece had been molested for years by her grandfather. An affable guy whom I’d golfed with on occasion. I never would have guessed. You can’t tell by looking. My niece, very bright, fell apart, got into heavy drugs, tied suicide several times, and luckily got into a very long term residential rehab program. She got out, got a GED diploma, got straight As at a community college, went on to a 4 year university where she graduated Summa Cum Laude, got a masters in psychology from an Ivy League school and is currently applying to PhD. programs.
There are so many of these unidentified situations. I’ve gotten to know some authors of memoirs of people abused by family members, not always sexual abuse, and they all suffered in silence for years. The hidden epidemic.